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I posted this on Facebook the morning he died. I was waiting for him to come back to make me a cup of tea. But he didn’t come back.

Today passed better than the last few days. I did a meeting and Sandra and Kate came to visit. I have a fine fellowship of people around me.

I am also considering an aged care facility. I met the manager of the new Raleigh one last night and she told me to come and see her this week. There are no people in there as yet. I don’t know whether that’s what she meant – but I am wondering whether or not its a possible.

I am so tired. I feel so old. And I don’t want to be chained to house and land and possessions.

Am I an aged person now ? Could I be at home in Raleigh ? Is there even room for me ?

This is an interesting thing – this strange thing in my life. I am not acting on the cascading thoughts = – just watching them. Wondering which ones will eventuate. Wondering.

And thinking of him – up there in the forest. He must have been weary and pushing himself and he had no way to contact me for help. O God. Let it have been easy on him and let him not have been scared.

“He is the intermediary between us, his audience, the living, and they, the dolls, the undead, who cannot live at all and yet who mimic the living in every detail since, though they cannot speak or weep, still they project those signals of signification we instantly recognize as language.” ― Angela Carter, Wayward Girls and Wicked Women

“Because we have viewed other animals through the myopic lens of our self-importance, we have misperceived who and what they are. Because we have repeated our ignorance, one to the other, we have mistaken it for knowledge.” Tom Regan